Wow. Wow. Was it possible that even the scientist was batshit crazy? That thought flitted through Sam's head for a moment, but he just couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it. Because if he couldn't trust the scientist, someone who so deeply understood the need for rationale and answers and for everything to be logical, then who could he trust?
"I really don't want to believe you. But I do," he sighed. "I don't even know why. Does...everyone know?" He suddenly felt like a stranger, even more so than before. Ohhhhkay! He just moved into a building where everyone's a fictional character! That was totally kosher. "And you won't tell me who you are?" He looked at Archer.